This morning I stood on line at Starbucks behind someone I worked with for years at my prior church. He was walking in as I was pulling into my parking spot, bike roaring, demon skullz mounted and my gray skull helmet. He is now the senior pastor.
I got on line right behind him. He didn't recognize me. Not even a look familiar glance or conversation. That's how much I've changed. People who have known me for years have no clue who I am.
You shoulda asked him if he was still hanging around those churchy people
Why in BOB's name would any sensible person be in line at Starbucks? (No offence meant!)
I don't drink coffee, but I like Starbuck's. And, they have a gazillion stores all around the globe -- I hope at least some of the people who spend their dollars there are "sensible."
@ScienceBiker
I didn't mean to upset anyone.
I try to avoid franchises. I prefer the hidden away cute eclectic, original cozy coffee shop where everyone doesn't hear my convo
People seem to know me but much less today. I don't do the step study at the NA group I once attended. Or attend AA meetings. Helll.... or go to church.
Like..... Ghost Ryder????
Probably not, but I'd sure like to see that.
@ScienceBiker
Hmm... close!
I'm getting a bike. Maybe my family will forget who I was
Maybe if I got a motorcycle? lol
People I've never met know who I am. It's awful.
@ScienceBiker No - small town blues.
I look exactly like my Dad's sister did....
I just try to avoid my hometown.